The flame cloak swung and turned around in a dashing manner.

Looking east in the direction of the exit of the night market, I looked into the distance.

"Brother Donglai, what is the Lord looking for"?

"Looking for the Moon Child".

"Moon Childe? Is he here"?

"What do you say"?

"Could it be that the Lord is lovesick and hallucinating?"

"Make a quiet noise, let the Lord hear, there is something you receive, go, the Lord is far away."

The east and west winds followed quickly.

"Flame God of Wealth, are you looking for someone, I will let Gong Yao's kid help you find it, doesn't he keep boasting that the Ghost Palace has a lot of eyeliner, and there is no one who can't be found?"

The four of them came to the night market Langhuantai after a while, and Gong Yao, the palace master of the Ghost Palace, greeted him in person, just because if it weren't for the help of Xiao Yan, Gong Yao was estimated to have been killed, and he couldn't be the palace master of the Ghost Palace, the most important thing is that since he saw Xiao Yan, he was completely impressed by him, especially his beauty, and he felt that he couldn't look down on any woman anymore.

"Flame, why are you here?" Gong Yao's doll had a smile on his face and leaned over to Xiao Yan's side and said.

"I said it, you are not allowed to call me that", Xiao Yan's face was cold, and the cold light shot straight at Gong Yao.

"Okay, okay, then it's okay to call you Yan Gongzi."

Xiao Yan glanced at him and didn't say anything, and walked towards Langhuan Terrace.

"Gong Yao, I heard that you have been looking for the elixir to make you grow taller recently, have you found it?"

"If you don't change the gold, you will die if you don't mention this stubble, this is my territory, don't mess with me."

"Hey, you're not big, why are you so angry, just a few jokes, this is a turn, stingy."

"You still say...", Gong Yao glared at Jin Buchang angrily.

"Don't say it, don't say it...", Jin Buchang squeezed his face, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said: "Gong Yao, give you a way to please the God of Flame Wealth, do you want it"?

"What"?

"This is not for nothing, I heard that you recently got a rare topaz Pixiu, how about borrowing me to play with it for a few days?"

"If you don't change the gold, you really don't suffer at all."

"Okay, huh"?

"You start by... I'll consider taking a look."

"The God of Flame Wealth seems to be looking for someone, it seems to be very important, if you can help him find it, he will definitely be very happy."

"Really"?

"It can't be true, I don't believe you ask them", Jin Buchang stretched out his fleshy fingers and pointed to the east and west wind roads that were going up in front of him.

Gong Yao thought for a moment and asked excitedly, "You say... What are the characteristics of the person you are looking for"?

"Well, I don't know, but they should know."

"Don't change gold, Topaz Pixiu, don't think about it, the information you gave is too little, it's not worth it."

"Gong Yao, what you say doesn't count."

"I didn't say I would lend it to you, I just said I would think about it."

"You... You stop for me", Jin Bu changed the flesh of his body, and his movements were naturally slow, how could he catch up with Gong Yao's body as light as a swallow.

Gong Yao asked Donglai and Xifeng about the situation, and Donglai and Xifeng had no other information except that the person they were looking for was a son named Zhanyue. Donglai and Xifeng suggested that Gong Yao ask Xiao Yan directly, but Gong Yao wanted to surprise Xiao Yan, how could he ask him.

Yan Ziyue returned to King Kang's mansion, tired for a day, and was so sleepy that she fell asleep.

The next day, Yan Ziyue woke up when she arrived, only to hear Steward Luo say that the Red Hall Master of Hongying Hall came early in the morning.

Yan Ziyue met the matchmaker in the study, and carefully read the accounts reported by the matchmaker.

"Matchmaker, these expenses, you can explain."

"Young Lord, I... I used the money for the rest of my life, and I promised my sister that I would take care of them, so...", the matchmaker finished with tears in her eyes, looked at Yan Ziyue and said: "Young master, if you don't give up, I can take you to see them."

Yan Ziyue was silent for a while, believing that what the matchmaker said was the truth, but she didn't expect that the hall master of Hongyingtang was originally the sister of the matchmaker, but was the person who could make the two sisters so protective really just a group of ordinary people who suffered? Yusheng Village, the name is very interesting.

"Matchmaker, do you have anything else to say"?

"No, young master, everything is my personal opinion, and I am willing to accept any punishment."

"You are still honest, and what you do is all good things, I won't punish you for the time being, you get up."

"Young Master Xie...", the matchmaker got up, didn't dare to look up, and glanced at Yan Ziyue twice.

Yan Ziyue looked at the matchmaker and said, "I can't be free in the near future, wait a few days and then go to Hongyingtang's store to have a look, you go back first."

"Yes...", the matchmaker nodded slightly and withdrew.

"Steward Luo, help me find out where Yusheng Village is, who lives there, and what the origin is."

"Young master, don't you believe the words of the matchmaker"?

"No, I believe her, that's why I have to figure it out."

"It's... I'll do it", Steward Luo retreated.

Yan Ziyue stayed in the study for a while, and looked through the study again, and she hadn't let go of any of them.

waited until it was getting late, and the Wei Hall Master of Qingyi Hall did not come to the palace with real accounts.

"Young master, I'll let someone inform him again."

"No need, Steward Luo, we'll go find him in person."

After Yan Ziyue finished speaking, she went back to Xingyue Pavilion and changed into a black brocade robe wrapped in a black mink cloak, followed by Lei Yunting and Steward Luo, and rode to the night market.

Yan Ziyue and the others went straight to the location of Qingyi Hall, but they were stopped and not allowed to enter, and Lei Yunting knocked people unconscious as soon as he made a move.

Yan Ziyue glanced at Lei Yunting and said, "If you start lightly, it's not good to hurt someone's life."

"Oh... It's they who don't hit lightly", Lei Yunting was completely unconscious.

Yan Ziyue shook her head helplessly and stepped in.

When the three of them came in, they found that there was no one guarding it at all, and when they went upstairs, they heard a low pant of coquettishness. Yan Ziyue and Steward Luo both stopped, Lei Yunting didn't care at all, and kicked the door open, the scene in front of him was enough to make people red-faced.

Wei Qing was startled, and the woman on his body screamed even more, and both of them hurriedly looked for something to cover their bodies.

Lei Yunting stood awkwardly, just watching the two of them move, his face was red.

Yan Ziyue swept everything in the room with a sideways look, but blocked the two of them.

Steward Luo was also very uncomfortable standing on his side at the door, seeing that Yan Ziyue and Lei Yunting did not avoid it, and it was difficult for him to walk away.

Wei Qing looked at Yan Ziyue and the others angrily, the beautiful girl next to her dressed up and stuck to him, and was scolded by him angrily and sent out.

Yan Ziyue took a few steps forward Wei Qing said: "I'm sorry, Hall Master Wei, we disturbed your Yaxing, your account has not been sent for a long time, I have to come and get it in person in a hurry, you won't be surprised."

Wei Qing picked up the belt on the ground and tied it around his waist, walked to the side of the room angrily, took out a stack of account books from the shelf and threw it in front of Yan Ziyue and said, "Young master, if you want to see it, just see enough."

Lei Yunting unceremoniously dodged over and punched Wei Qing in the face, knocking him away. Wei Qing stood up in pain and rushed straight towards Thunder Cloud, and the two scuffled.

"Yunting, pay attention to proportion, as long as you don't kill you", on the table outside, Yan Ziyue put down a sentence, and looked at the accounts attentively, Steward Luo sat aside to assist, without the slightest disturbance, and the small room was almost destroyed by them.

Wei Qing was exhausted, lying on the ground and panting, Lei Yunting looked at him with disdain, and crossed his hands in front of his chest.

Yan Ziyue glanced at Wei Qing and Lei Yunting, and continued to look at the account book.

Wei Qing knew that he couldn't beat the young man in front of him, glanced at Yan Ziyue, and saw that she was looking at the accounts as intently as anyone else, and suddenly remembered Yun Yang's words, now that I think about it, it really makes some sense, I would have known that I would have gone to her with the real account, and it would not be a day late, really.

After Yan Ziyue finished reading the accounts, she had to say that Qingyi Hall had more account books than the other two halls, and its income far exceeded the sum of the two halls, but this expenditure was really too big.

Yan Ziyue came to Wei Qing with one of them and said: "Hall Master Wei, there are only a hundred disciples under the Qingyi Hall, and the monthly income is as high as 80,000 taels, where did the money go, it is difficult not to let me suspect that it was you, Hall Master Wei, who embezzled it privately."

"I didn't," Wei Qing replied in a loud voice.

"I believe in you...".

Wei Qing was stunned and looked at Yan Ziyue in disbelief, he didn't expect him to say what he believed in himself.

"Can you tell me what's going on with a monthly expenditure of almost 30,000 taels"? Yan Ziyue stared at Wei Qing's eyes, leaving him with no escape.

Wei Qing breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and said, "The 30,000 taels is the tax money paid to the Ghost Palace every month, and it is paid once a month according to the amount of each transaction."

"Oh... Get up and tell me what the hell is going on."

Wei Qing got up, limped and followed Yan Ziyue to the square table and sat down, and explained to her in detail the rules of the transaction and the tax situation.

Yan Ziyue didn't expect that this night market actually had such rules, the higher the integrity, the less taxes you will pay, and the more vice versa, I have to admire that the Ghost Palace can come up with such a way to control the order of the night market, according to this, the money is worth it, but the amount is too big.

"Master Wei, do you always violate the rules, or are you too poor in integrity"? Yan Ziyue asked.

"I don't have it, it's just..."

"Just what...".

"Some transactions are really against morality and conscience, and they really can't be done, so they have to give up, and the deposit will not be returned," Wei Qing said, looking a little annoyed.

"Oh... Do you know what morality and conscience are"?

Yan Ziyue closed the account book, looked at Wei Qing and continued: "Let's talk about it, what are your so-called transactions that violate morality and conscience?"

Yan Ziyue and the others were staring at him to see how he was going to go, Wei Qing glanced at the three of them, poured water from the square table, and drank cup after cup.

"Young master, I am not a good person, but I am not heinous, anyway, if I can't see it, it will definitely violate morality and conscience."

"Is it morality and conscience that you sell slaves and sell dirt for others, and is it against morality and conscience that you accept money and harm people's lives?"

"It's... Young master, how do you know"?

"From the truth, what other unsightly things have you done?"

"I can't help it, survive in this Langhuan night market, how can I have any clean money, I don't do it, can't I let my brothers starve to death?"

Yan Ziyue listened and wanted to slap it, but she still held back, because what Wei Qing said was not without a little truth, in this Langhuan Night Market, everywhere is dirty, and indeed no corner is completely clean.